"Even the strongest physique couldn't withstand ten thousand female cultivators," Jemima snickered. "Even If Jared went over there, they'd suck him dry too..."
"Sure, he was rough enough dealing with the two of us," she added with a mischievous grin, "But the moment a crowd of women surrounds him, he's finished."
Hearing that, Jared managed a wry smile.
I'm a man, not a breeding bull. Even a bull would collapse under ten thousand females!
Besides, those women cultivate by draining a man's pure positive energy. Forget a legion, handling eight or ten of them would already be a miracle.
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